Batteries Feel Included

“Here's your double pepperoni. That'll be $12.95.” I said as I handed her the pizza. She dropped her towel and placed her left breast in my right hand. “Thanks, keep the change.” she whispered in a weird childlike voice.

I was unsure about what was going on. Was she not going to pay? Had the touching of breasts become an official currency? This was at the height of the financial crisis and I hadn't listened to the news at all that day.

“Would you like a drink?” she asked. I wasn't thirsty, but I accepted her offer. If she wasn't going to pay for the pizza it would be taken out of my wages, so I should at least get something out of it. As a gay man the breast hadn't done a lot for me.

The naked woman returned from the kitchen with a bottle of Bailey's, which she proceeded to open and pour all over her bare breasts. It seemed like an odd thing to do straight after having a shower, but I was beginning to suspect that this lady wasn't one for “society's ways”. She pulled my head to her chest and ordered me to drink, which I did with pleasure. Bailey's is delicious by any delivery method.

“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked. I didn't, but saying no might have come across as impolite. My father had always told me to be polite. I thought back to something he once told me:“Son, it's important to be polite. If you're ever invited for dinner at someone's house and you don't like the food, you eat it. You eat it all.”I was going to eat the food all right, eat it with my dick.“Sure.” I said “It would be an honour to make love to you.” I suspected that this woman might have suffered from low self esteem, so I made a conscious effort to pay her some compliments.

She led me into the bedroom and draped herself over the bed, her legs wide open.“That's a great vagina you've got there.” I said “a real top of the range cunt.” “Thank you, daddy, but I've got some bad news. I've been a bad girl. I need to be punished. Fuck me with that BIG DADDY DICK.” “It seems like you might have some father issues.” I said, placing my hand compassionately on her shoulder.“Father issues? How could I have father issues? I never even knew the guy! All I have is this picture of him!” she yelled, showing me an old photo of a man. She pulled me down onto the bed, placed the photograph of her father over my face and began to suck my dick. It felt good. I suddenly realised that men and women weren't that different after all; we all have hopes and dreams and mouths.

“Now I want you to shove this vibrator in me. All the way.” she said waving the sex object in my face. “Damn, the batteries have run out. Hold on while I got get some out of the remote.”

I got up to leave. This wasn't right. A gay man shouldn't have to have sex with a woman. Manners be damned. As I got to the door I looked back at the photograph of her father. “NO!” I roared, clenching my hand into a fist. I couldn't do it. I couldn't be another man walking out on this poor soul.

“It's the wrong kind of batteries.” she said upon returning, the vibrator in one hand, the remote control in the other.

“We don't need those.” I said confidently. I pushed her onto the bed and put my penis into her vagina. It felt great, like a mug of warm bolognese sauce. “I'm going to cum away all of your problems. Everything is going to be okay.”

The sex had been going on for nearly 9 minutes. There were thrusts and reverse thrusts, creating a sort of rhythmic drilling motion. “This is going well.” I told her. Suddenly I became inspired. I withdrew my penis and set about performing oral sex on her. Disgusting, but does a doctor wince when he has to fix a broken intestine? She began to cum. Her screams loud enough to wake the neighbours if this hadn't been a detached house in the middle of the day.

“I'm cumming!” she laughed as she tore the photo of her father in half. I'd done it! I'd cured her. We high fived and promised to love each other forever.

Staring at myself in the mirror I realised I'd had sex with a woman. There was nothing more to fear. I finally had the courage to quit my job and become the Chief of Police.